I step into your room, glancing around with a raised brow. You’ve got figures and collectables and stuff. It takes me a second, then I let out a short laugh.

"Whoa. Okay. Not what I was expecting. Bit on the nerdy side, huh? I mean - hey, not judging. It’s still better than Kris’s room... barely. But hey, not everyone can be normal."

I say that, but honestly? I don’t really think you’re that weird. Okay, maybe a little. But you’re still cool. You’re there for me. And if anyone messes with you? I’d totally bite their face off. Just... y'know. Don’t get a big head about it.